Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Jase Collins lives for the stage and the perks of rock
stardom. His wild antics and high-profile affairs have earned the sexy drummer
the title of Hot Wired’s bad boy. He’s not quite as jaded as his fans think—but
just jaded enough not to recognize the best thing that’s ever happened to him
until she walks out of his life. And he doesn’t even know her name.

But without harmony a man is lost.

Fallon Morgan has had her life mapped out since high school.
She’s earned a full ride scholarship to UCLA with the driving goal of earning
her doctorate. Nothing can derail her dreams—except maybe a one-night stand
with the infamous Jase Collins. His chilly reception the morning after
convinces her to put her biggest mistake in the past and move on without
looking back.

When two hearts begin to beat as one…

When Fallon’s life takes a dramatic turn, she finds herself
with no one else to turn to for help. Jase is obnoxious, demanding, and yet
surprisingly tender. Though it chafes her to depend on him, the more time she
spends with him changes her perceptions of the bad boy rocker. With each
passing day she finds more and more faith in the man behind the public persona.
If she can learn to trust her feelings, she might be willing to risk her heart.

They
could find themselves Lost in the Beat!

Every cell in Fallon’s body wanted
to rebel on principal. Like the good girl she was, she succumbed to Jase’s
demands. “Do you ever not get what you want?”

“Yeah.” He stepped right into her
personal space, knocking his very naked chest against her breasts.

The way her nipples protruded upon
contact, they might as well have been naked against his flesh. The simultaneous
dampness in her panties unnerved her. Damn her traitorous body! She ignored the
pulsing between her thighs and coerced her libido to focus on him and not her
body’s yearnings.

He lifted his hand and wrapped his
fingers around her ponytail. A slow, gentle pull on her hair and he notched her
head back. “Twice last year I didn’t get what I wanted.” He sounded put
out by the inconvenience.

Proof he lives a charmed life! That was as good as always getting
his way in her valuation. She’d endured many more disappointments than that in
the past year.

His sapphire-blue eyes looked black
in the dim lighting. “Care to know what those two were?”

If she said no, then he’d suspect
she predicted those disappointments centered on her.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes. Number
one…I didn’t want Sam and Fang together.” Surprised, her eyes widened at his
confession. The tabloids would pay good money for that juicy tidbit. “Didn’t
think they were right for one another. Gave them a lot of hell for that.” He
shrugged. “My accident—you heard about that, right?” At her nod, he went on. “It
reminded me how short life is, so I gave them my blessing to be together.”

Fallon licked her lips, suspecting
his sister hadn’t really needed his blessing to do what she wanted. “It was the
right thing to do.”

A humorous glint sparkled in his
eyes. “I’m not known for doing the right thing, darlin’. Like now.”

She frowned. “What do you mean?”

He adjusted his hand, sliding it
along her ponytail, before burying his fingers into the coil of her strands
beneath the snug grip of the rubber band. His other arm curled around her shoulders,
drawing her tight against his frame. Her heart pounded in her ears, and he
smelled good.

Jase nipped her bottom lip and at
her sharp gasp, he took advantage and slid his tongue into her mouth. The cool
minty taste of him verified he’d taken the time to brush his teeth.

Her eyelids fluttered shut, and she
groaned upon his first contact, a slow drag of his tongue against hers. The
immediate surge of wetness that drenched her panties scandalized her.

Her eyelids snapped open, and she spied
him watching her. Fine lines creased the corners of his eyes. Again and again
his tongue caressed hers, reminding her how he’d licked her breasts and between
her legs.

More moisture dampened her panties,
and her passage clenched in need. She compressed her thighs, but that action
caused her ache to grow instead of abate as she’d intended. He withdrew from her
mouth, and she almost botched stifling her groan of disappointment. Awed by the
effect Jase asserted over her body, she stared at his lips. She’d lost all
sense of restraint when he’d put them on her.

Just like the first time.

“You were
the second thing I wanted last year.” He removed his arm from her shoulders and
ran his thumb along her jaw. “I had private investigators search for you, but
they repeatedly came up empty-handed.”

Stunned by the admission, she wasn’t
sure what to make of it or if she even believed him. “Why’d you have P.I.’s
looking for me?”

“Because you’re the one that got
away.”

Jase looked serious. He didn’t flinch away from her direct stare. Didn’t
grin, didn’t even blink. But the idea that she was ‘the one that got away’ was
ludicrous…Fallon snorted, calling bullshit. She bet he said that to every woman
he wanted to screw. While he could have his pick of women, she was a convenient
lay.

I am no one’s dupe.

“This chick isn’t stupid enough to
believe that line.”

A flash of hurt pinched his
features. His mouth parted as if he’d say something, but he settled for shaking
his head and dragging his fingers through his hair.

Their sultry spell demolished, she watched
him, refusing to allow herself to regret her callous honesty. He could have any
woman he wanted, but she wasn’t for sale.

Jase released his hold on her and picked
up the keys and cell she’d dropped on the floor. He placed them on the counter
and met her gaze dead-on. “You’re obviously not as intelligent as I thought you
were either.”

Gracen is a
hopeless daydreamer masquerading as a “normal” person in southern society. When
not writing, she’s a full-time basketball/lacrosse/guitar mom for her two sons
and a devoted wife to her real-life hero-husband of over twenty years. She has an
unusual relationship with her muse, Dom, but credits all her creative success
to his brilliant mind. She’s addicted to writing, paranormal romance novels and
movies, Alabama football, and coffee...addictions are not necessarily in order
of priority. She’s convinced coffee is nectar from the gods and when blending
coffee and writing together it generates the perfect creative merger. Many of
her creative worlds are spawned from coffee highs and Dom’s aggressive demands.
To learn more about Gracen or to leave her a comment, visit her website at www.gracen-miller.com.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Today on my blog I have the Lost in Beat blog tour. I love Gracen and her writing is Amazing so when she asked if I wanted to not only be on her tour but to review her book I jumped at the chance. On my stop there is a spotlight, excerpt, review, and giveaway.

Rhythm is the heart of every song.

Jase Collins lives for the stage and the perks of rock
stardom. His wild antics and high-profile affairs have earned the sexy drummer
the title of Hot Wired’s bad boy. He’s not quite as jaded as his fans think—but
just jaded enough not to recognize the best thing that’s ever happened to him
until she walks out of his life. And he doesn’t even know her name.

But without harmony a man is lost.

Fallon Morgan has had her life mapped out since high school.
She’s earned a full ride scholarship to UCLA with the driving goal of earning
her doctorate. Nothing can derail her dreams—except maybe a one-night stand
with the infamous Jase Collins. His chilly reception the morning after
convinces her to put her biggest mistake in the past and move on without
looking back.

When two hearts begin to beat as one…

When Fallon’s life takes a dramatic turn, she finds herself
with no one else to turn to for help. Jase is obnoxious, demanding, and yet
surprisingly tender. Though it chafes her to depend on him, the more time she
spends with him changes her perceptions of the bad boy rocker. With each
passing day she finds more and more faith in the man behind the public persona.
If she can learn to trust her feelings, she might be willing to risk her heart.

They could find themselves Lost in the Beat!

Excerpt:

Every cell in Fallon’s body wanted
to rebel on principal. Like the good girl she was, she succumbed to Jase’s
demands. “Do you ever not get what you want?”

“Yeah.” He stepped right into her
personal space, knocking his very naked chest against her breasts.

The way her nipples protruded upon
contact, they might as well have been naked against his flesh. The simultaneous
dampness in her panties unnerved her. Damn her traitorous body! She ignored the
pulsing between her thighs and coerced her libido to focus on him and not her
body’s yearnings.

He lifted his hand and wrapped his
fingers around her ponytail. A slow, gentle pull on her hair and he notched her
head back. “Twice last year I didn’t get what I wanted.” He sounded put
out by the inconvenience.

Proof he lives a charmed life! That was as good as always getting
his way in her valuation. She’d endured many more disappointments than that in
the past year.

His sapphire-blue eyes looked black
in the dim lighting. “Care to know what those two were?”

If she said no, then he’d suspect
she predicted those disappointments centered on her.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes.
Number one…I didn’t want Sam and Fang together.” Surprised, her eyes widened at
his confession. The tabloids would pay good money for that juicy tidbit.
“Didn’t think they were right for one another. Gave them a lot of hell for
that.” He shrugged. “My accident—you heard about that, right?” At her nod, he
went on. “It reminded me how short life is, so I gave them my blessing to be
together.”

Fallon licked her lips, suspecting
his sister hadn’t really needed his blessing to do what she wanted. “It was the
right thing to do.”

A humorous glint sparkled in his
eyes. “I’m not known for doing the right thing, darlin’. Like now.”

She frowned. “What do you mean?”

He adjusted his hand, sliding it
along her ponytail, before burying his fingers into the coil of her strands
beneath the snug grip of the rubber band. His other arm curled around her
shoulders, drawing her tight against his frame. Her heart pounded in her ears,
and he smelled good.

Jase nipped her bottom lip and at
her sharp gasp, he took advantage and slid his tongue into her mouth. The cool
minty taste of him verified he’d taken the time to brush his teeth.

Her eyelids fluttered shut, and she
groaned upon his first contact, a slow drag of his tongue against hers. The
immediate surge of wetness that drenched her panties scandalized her.

Her eyelids snapped open, and she
spied him watching her. Fine lines creased the corners of his eyes. Again and
again his tongue caressed hers, reminding her how he’d licked her breasts and
between her legs.

More moisture dampened her panties,
and her passage clenched in need. She compressed her thighs, but that action
caused her ache to grow instead of abate as she’d intended. He withdrew from
her mouth, and she almost botched stifling her groan of disappointment. Awed by
the effect Jase asserted over her body, she stared at his lips. She’d lost all
sense of restraint when he’d put them on her.

Just like the first time.

“You were
the second thing I wanted last year.” He removed his arm from her shoulders and
ran his thumb along her jaw. “I had private investigators search for you, but
they repeatedly came up empty-handed.”

Stunned by the admission, she wasn’t
sure what to make of it or if she even believed him. “Why’d you have P.I.’s
looking for me?”

“Because you’re the one that got
away.”

Jase looked serious. He didn’t flinch away from her direct stare. Didn’t
grin, didn’t even blink. But the idea that she was ‘the one that got away’ was
ludicrous…Fallon snorted, calling bullshit. She bet he said that to every woman
he wanted to screw. While he could have his pick of women, she was a convenient
lay.

I am no one’s dupe.

“This chick isn’t stupid enough to
believe that line.”

A flash of hurt pinched his
features. His mouth parted as if he’d say something, but he settled for shaking
his head and dragging his fingers through his hair.

Their sultry spell demolished, she
watched him, refusing to allow herself to regret her callous honesty. He could
have any woman he wanted, but she wasn’t for sale.

Jase released his hold on her and picked
up the keys and cell she’d dropped on the floor. He placed them on the counter
and met her gaze dead-on. “You’re obviously not as intelligent as I thought you
were either.”

Review:

I cannot get enough of Gracen’s sexy, tattooed, bad boy
rockers, from her Hot Wired series. I am seriously hooked on them. But they are
not everything the media makes them out to be. They are bad boys but they all
have a heart of gold and will do anything for the ones they love. Just like in
the first book these rockin bad boys will leave you breathless and wanting
more!

To say that Jase and Fallon’s relationship is complicated is
an understatement especially with so many things stacked against them. But there
is one thing that can bring them together. But Fallon has to learn to trust the
wild bad boy and Jase needs to learn to tame his wild ways and show Fallon that
she can trust him with her heart.

I fell in love with Jase in book one and I couldn’t wait to
read more about him and let me tell you he definitely does not disappoint. He
is just as sexy as I remember him to be. I really didn’t have a feel for Fallon
from the previous book as she wasn’t in it much but obviously that changes in
this one. She is a great heroine and I really loved watching both her and Jase grow
so much during this book. Gracen does a wonderful job with her characters and
she makes you feel like you can know them and grow right along with them in the
story. I definitely need the next book in this series as I am hooked on these
sexy rocker boys. 5/5 Bloody Fangs

Gracen
is a hopeless daydreamer masquerading as a “normal” person in southern society.
When not writing, she’s a full-time basketball/lacrosse/guitar mom for her two
sons and a devoted wife to her real-life hero-husband of over twenty years. She
has an unusual relationship with her muse, Dom, but credits all her creative
success to his brilliant mind. She’s addicted to writing, paranormal romance
novels and movies, Alabama football, and coffee...addictions are not
necessarily in order of priority. She’s convinced coffee is nectar from the
gods and when blending coffee and writing together it generates the perfect
creative merger. Many of her creative worlds are spawned from coffee highs and
Dom’s aggressive demands. To learn more about Gracen or to leave her a comment,
visit her website at www.gracen-miller.com.

Thank you for stopping by my blog today. I would also like to say Thank You to Gracen for letting me review your book and for letting me participate in your blog tour. Don't forget to enter the giveaway below.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Today on my blog I have the Exo blog tour. On my stop there is a spotlight, review, and giveaway.

Cent can teleport. So can her parents, but they are the only people in the world who can. This is not as great as you might think it would be — sure, you can go shopping in Japan and then have tea in London, but it’s hard to keep a secret like that. And there are people, dangerous people, who work for governments and have guns, who want to make you do just this one thing for them. And when you’re a teenage girl things get even more complicated. High school. Boys. Global climate change, refugees, and genocide. Orbital mechanics.

But Cent isn’t easily daunted, and neither are Davy and Millie, her parents. She’s going to make some changes in the world.

Review:

I am a huge fan of the movie Jumper so when this book came
up for review I was excited to read it. With that said I probably should have
looked where this book fell in reading order. As this is book 4 in this series
I was a little lost but not enough where it made it hard to follow. But I have
gone and bought the first 3 books so I can read from the beginning so I am
hoping this will make things more clear that are referenced from the previous
ones.

Steven is just an amazing talented writer. I can see why so
many people love his books. The story is well written and it kept my attention
through the whole book. I will say that I did get lost with some of the sci-fi
aspects as I am just starting to get into these types of books. But over all I
enjoyed the book and I can’t wait to get time to read the other books. 4/5
Bloody Fangs

STEVEN GOULD is the author of Jumper, Wildside, Helm, Blind Waves, Reflex, and Jumper: Griffin’s Story, as well as many short stories. He is the recipient of the Hal Clement Young Adult Award for Science Fiction and has been nominated for both the Hugo and the Nebula Awards. Gould lives in New Mexico with his wife, writer Laura J. Mixon, and their two daughters.

Thank you for stopping by my blog today for the Exo blog tour. I would also like to say Thank You to Steven for letting me review your book and say Thank You to Jean BookNerd for letting me participate in this tour. Don't forget to enter the giveaway below.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Today on my blog I have the Black Moon blog tour. One my stop there a review and giveaway.

Shea Harper is forced to stay in boring, hot and dry
Phoenix, Arizona for college. But once she meets the enigmatic yet positively
egocentric Lucian, Shea’s life changes forever.

She finds out that she comes from a long line of descendants
called Vessels. In her soul is the key to destroying an ancient prison
protecting the world from darkness itself: Lucian’s father.

Up until now, Lucian has captured every descendant except
Shea. With her powers awakening, all vampires want to drag her down to the pit.
But Lucian is territorial. She’s the first female Vessel… and he’s convinced
she belongs to him.

Saucy and tauntingly surprising, Black Moon captures the
struggle between burning alive with desire and castrating the heart. This is a
love story that will drain you dry.

Review:

This is one of those beautiful and dark love stories that
you can’t help but fall in love with.

Lucien is one of the oldest vampires who is dark and wants
to be his father’s vessel but he is able to keep some of his humanity when he
meets Shea who is light and good. When they say opposites attract they couldn’t
be more right in this story. But even with the beautiful love there is a
darkness to this story with all the evil, bloody gory aspects. I am definitely
hooked on this series and I can’t wait for the next book. 5/5 Bloody Fangs

Aren't author's bios boring? I always wanted to read one
that went something like this:

F.M. Sherrill: recent citizen of earth. Plans on ruling the
planet once she gets over the common cold. Or, F.M. Sherrill: time traveler.
Decided to alter the space-time continuum by writing a novel, thus changing
history slightly, which will eventually lead to the rise of a new human
species.

But here it is. F.M. Sherrill is a novelist,
A.K.A. an avid bullshitter; that's why she lives in L.A. She's been writing for
as long as her ancient mind can remember, devouring tales like an anemic
vampire roaming the streets in hot pink heels, always thirsty for more. When
she's not writing, she's making steampunk weapons, sewing giant plant-eater
Mario plushes, making costumes for some film bloke or cosplayer, and
sculpting/casting movie prop replicas while gardening in her urban apartment.
Her favorite tools? A soldering iron, a blowtorch, a band saw, a sonic screwdriver,
a replicator and an active imagination.

Becca C. Smith
received her Film degree from Full Sail University and has worked in the Film
and Television industry for most of her adult life. In 2010 Becca published her
first novel, Riser followed by the sequel, Reaper, in 2011, and the finale,
Ripper in 2013. In 2012 Becca wrote the children’s novel Alexis Tappendorf and
the Search for Beale’s Treasure. She is also the co-author of the teen graphic
novel Ghost Whisperer: The Haunted. Most recently Becca released Atlas, the
first book in a new urban fantasy series. She currently lives in Los Angeles,
CA with her husband, Stephan and their two cats Jack and Duke.

Thank you for stopping by my blog today. I would also like to say Thank You to Becca and FM for letting me review your book and say Thank You to RBTL for letting me participate in this blog tour. Don't forget to enter the giveaway below.